You can listen to the most recent program by going to the Archives Page at Asheville FM, or by accessing the MP3 stream directly here (available for one week starting early Saturday morning and then gone).

Notes: I invited Justin Farrar to come in and bring his favorite jams of 2011 so we could present the year together, discussing and playing what we liked, and musing about general trends in underground music.

Look back soon for Justin’s list. Justin certainly convinced me that electronic music was where it was at in 2011, and I can tell you that my 2012 list will likely be much heavier in that category than in the post-punk and garage rock that has been the staple of my listening for many years. It’s where things are going. I’ll probably be drawn to some combination of the two, like The Field, who are really a rock band that grooves and loops with electronics. I also think the Cut Hands album is a harbinger for more avant-garde electronic and tape manipulation based on complex African rhythms.We shall see…

Archive note: We lost the recording of about 30 minutes of the show beginning with the Andy Stott track, which is a shame. Just be warned that when you’re listening, there’s going to be a jarring jump in the set at that point.

The Gilded Gutter blog has just posted an insightful interview with The Rebel, aka Ben Wallers, and in this case also his sometimes partner on-stage (and full-time partner off-stage), Sophie Politowicz. The Rebel is mainly Ben’s solo artist moniker. His group thing is the Country Teasers. If you know me, you know I like them both–a lot. Most intriguing thing I learned from the interview: Ben Wallers’ favorite band is Datblygu, a Welsh band from the 80s and 90s that I’ve never heard of. I will remedy that deficiency as soon as possible. Meanwhile, I’m waiting for the new Rebel EP, The Five Year Plan on Monofonus Press, to arrive at the record store. It will get played, perhaps with some Datblygu, during my radio show next Monday night, 8-10pm, on Asheville Free Media (http://AshevilleFM.org)

On another note, Asheville Free Media was given a fantastic birthday present by Michael Gira of Swans and by Sir Richard Bishop last Saturday, Sept. 10. We simulcasted their live show that night at the Orange Peel here in Asheville, and the second rebroadcast of the entire show will be during Sunday brunch this week (Sept. 25), 10am-1pm. That’s during “Mental Notes”. Don’t miss it–there will be no archive. Tune in!

A man on a porcupine fence
Used me for an ashtray heart
Hit me where the lover hangs out
Stood behind the curtain
While they crushed me out

This is how I felt yesterday when I heard that Don Van Vliet had passed away. Captain Beefheart hadn’t conjured up any music since 1982, and we all knew there would be no more coming. He had MS and didn’t want to deal with the music industry anymore anyway. Still it was somehow reassuring to know that he was still up there somewhere in northern California painting and writing poetry. The news was crushing.

Later last night while driving home I heard a BBC World News segment announcing that “experimental musician” Captain Beefheart had died. The report went on to describe him (not once providing his real name) as one of the most original musical artists of his generation. Anger began to well up inside me. Experimental???!!! Original!!!??? Of his generation!!!??? What understatements! Those descriptions just don’t cut it. Obituaries will rightly point to Trout Mask Replica (1969) as his magnum opus. But I wonder how many will adequately convey what this album achieved? Trout Mask picked avant-garde jazz up by the heels, swirled it around like a dead cat (which by that time, it was), and slung it through the cement wall separating blues-rock from high modernism. It did so without ironically announcing its own radicalism or sacrificing the earthiness of the blues–a feat I feel Van Vliet’s good friend (and Trout Mask producer) Frank Zappa never quite pulled off (not that he wanted to).

But Trout Mask is also damned difficult to listen to all the way through. I pity the young musical explorer who downloads it or buys it on CD. You need to get up, take a deep breath, and flip the vinyl every 20 minutes. Otherwise, it may cause brain damage. Repeated listens–no matter the format–will undoubtedly leave clear marks and irreversible mutation. If you’re a musician, those marks will dramatically increase your chances of being loved by music geeks and ignored by everyone else. Lazy music critics (and DJs and bloggers like me) will categorize your music as “post-punk”. The Fall, Minutemen, Pere Ubu, The Ex, Sun City Girls, and U.S. Maple are simply inconceivable without Beefheart. And I can’t imagine my life without them–and many more of their kin whose records line the walls and fill the crates around me now. “I’m into C.B.!”–yes, Mark E. Smith, you clearly are. And so am I.

But the first record I picked up today was not Trout Mask. It was Doc at the Radar Station (1980)–hands down my favorite of the later Beefheart albums. It’s more personal and direct, accessible yet still wickedly weird. “Ashtray Heart” is easily a finalist for my World’s Most Wrought Break-Up Song list, but “Sue Egypt” may be my favorite Beefheart song of all. I rarely listen to songs on repeat, but this one never fails to trap me.

The song is about memory and oblivion, as the narrator tries to make sense of the enormous distance between Sue Egypt’s life and her mummified remains:

I think of all of those people that ride on my bones–
That nobody hears
That nobody sees
That nobody knows.

But it’s in the middle break that things get truly wonderful and frightening. The guitars fade out suddenly, overtaken by first a flute and then a demonic pump pedal organ (well, it’s all probably a Mellotron)–while Beefheart dives throat-first into that cloudless night on the ancient Nile when Sue Egypt drinks her poison:

This flat-out creepy dream is over as abruptly as it begins. The guitars break in and snap us back to the present, where the narrator ends screaming desperately after Sue Egypt as she floats off into the afterlife:

The Captain Beefheart Radar Station website has been around for years but is a treasure trove of links to interviews, videos, rare audio, images, etc.–and it seems to get updated.

Below are some videos. The first is the 1980 appearance on Saturday Night Live by Beefheart and the Magic Band. They play “Hot Head” and “Ashtray Heart”. The video quality is not good, but for the love of humanity, just click play. Be sure watch to the end of “Ashtray Heart”–at about 5:30 it goes beyond brutal. Eric Drew Feldman (bass), Jeff Morris Tepper (guitar), and Robert Williams (drums) pound on mostly one note for over a minute, and then Beefheart breaks out the soprano sax for the finale. It’s so intense that someone in the audience reflexively yells “Shit!” right after it’s over and before they cut to host Malcolm McDowell.

Next we have Don Van Vliet’s two appearances on Letterman (together in one video). They made me smile.

Here we have the 1968 video of the band playing “Electricity” on the beach at Cannes:

And then the BBC special on Beefheart (45 minutes in 3 parts), narrated by John Peel. There are several clips I’d never heard–and others with much better sound quality than anything available (legit or bootleg). Wonder where they got them? One in particular is at 2:50 in part 1, a studio demo version of Howlin’ Wolf’s “Somebody in My Home”–not on the Grow Fins box set (and in much better shape than in any of the bootlegs that do have it).

WPRB, my beloved radio home for many a year, is still exploring uncharted territory whilst entertaining your socks off, and it needs your support. This week is the annual membership drive at WPRB, and I encourage you to listen and donate immediately. They have lots of great thank-you gifts and on-air incentives. Plus you will feel all warm and fuzzy–and booty will come in the mail.

The image to the right is one of their three t-shirt designs this year. I’m also partial to the tote bag, but good blog layout principles–about which I know absolutely nothing–prevent me from using more than one image. So go to the WPRB Membership Drive website and download the premium gear pdf to look for yourself.

Just so you know, WPRB is listener-supported, independent radio. It is not subsidized by Princeton University or by student activity fees. It’s a very strange, quasi-extinct animal, a non-profit in the commercial band, so it does sell ads, but because of its adventurous programming, ad income is woefully inadequate to keep the station going. Thus, the membership drive.

Here’s something unexpected and quite pleasantly surprising: my dear old friend Blaise Agüera y Arcas, now the Architect of Bing Maps and Bing Mobile, has started a ruminations blog (music, food, film, books, thoughts) called Style Is Violence, which, as I learned by reading the blog, is a quote from the painter Gerhard Richter:

I like everything that has no style: dictionaries, photographs, nature, myself and my paintings (because style is violence and I am not violent).

[Notes, 1964-65]

If the post revealing the secrets of the elusive simple Italian red sauce is not enough to entice you to check out Style Is Violence, I believe that Blaise’s two TED talks will do the trick. First his 2007 talk on Photosynth, which allows viewers to navigate 3D environments stitched together from vast quantities of images taken from photo-sharing sites like flickr:

Blaise’s second TED talk from earlier this year shows how the Photosynth technology (and more) has been woven into Bing Maps:

I will only mention in passing Blaise’s earlier, groundbreaking work (with Princeton’s Paul Needham) applying imaging technology and computational analysis to shine bright light on a major puzzle in the history of early printing, namely the inner workings of Gutenberg’s press, which had remained frustratingly obscure for ages. You can get a taste by going to the BBC/Open University website which accompanied a documentary on the subject.

The Radio Show

"The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly" is a radio program hosted by Greg Lyon that airs at random times on AshevilleFM.org (Asheville Free Media). Check this blog for upcoming show announcements. Until June 2004 the show aired on WPRB, Princeton, NJ, 103.3 FM . From 2007-2009 the show aired on WPVM in Asheville, NC. Playlists for my later WPRB shows and all of my WPVM shows are still on this website.